Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

Looking at the three old men, Hong Guan nodded and said, "You don't want to break the old rules, don't teach the real thing, and still want to live in Tianjin, of course you can, then close the martial arts school and stop accepting apprentices. Do you still have any problems now?"

An old voice sounded, "Young man, you can't do this!"

The crowd parted and a man in his fifties walked in. Hong could see clearly that this man was none other than Kuang Yimin, the actor who played him. In real life, he was known as the last sword master, and he lived up to his reputation and was also very strong in actual combat.

Hong Guan looked at Kuang Yimin and smiled, "That's because you are not hard enough. If you are so hard that no one can break you, then there is no such thing as being too hard to break!"

"It seems that you are very good at martial arts?"

"I don't know if I'm invincible, but at least no one here can match me!"

"You don't need to use those special skills. How about we have a fight? If you win, I'll follow your rules!"

Hong Guan laughed, walked to a wooden stake with a diameter of 30 centimeters, and punched it casually. The stake immediately shattered and wood chips flew everywhere.

He turned his head and looked at Kuang Yimin. "Can you withstand my punch, which is the result of fifty years of hard work?"

Kuang Yimin's Adam's apple rolled, and he sighed for the last time, "You win, I accept your rules!" He just looked at Hong Guan's hands, and saw that his skin was so delicate and tender, and there was no damage at all. His horizontal training had reached the extreme!

If Hong Guan knew what he was thinking, he would definitely laugh to death. I don’t know any horizontal training kung fu. I have a body of steel!

No one stepped forward, so Hong Guan wrote a contract and everyone present signed it, and the matter was settled.

Hong Guan took Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen away from the ring. They had not gone far when they were stopped by a Mao girl.

"Is something wrong?"

"My name is Erdong."

"Haha, you can call yourself Spring, Summer, Autumn or Winter, what does it have to do with me?"

"I want you to help me kill someone!"

Hong Guan shook his head, "Not interested."

Seeing Hong Guan was about to leave, Er Dong hugged Hong Guan and said, "As long as you kill him, I will be yours, and you can do whatever you want!"

He pushed the person away speechlessly. "Do you think you are Sergio, Nicole, Olsen, Black Widow, or Hathaway? You don't have enough chips to let me kill someone!"

Erdong looked at Hong Guan stubbornly, "What do you want in exchange for helping me?"

He turned around and looked at Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen behind him, "Do you like her?" They were stunned for a moment and shook their heads.

Hong Guan showed a helpless expression and took out a Mosin-Nagant with a 2x scope and handed it to Erdong.

"If you want revenge, just use a gun. This gun is called Mosin-Nagant. It has an effective range of 500 meters. Here are 100 rounds of bullets. Take it to the wild and practice. It's easy to kill someone!"

Erdong took the gun and bullets and said, "Okay, if I kill that man and I'm still alive, I'll come find you!"

I wanted to say that it was unnecessary, but Erdong had already left with his things.

Geng Liangchen walked up to Hong Guan and said, "Brother Guan, does this woman like you?"

Hong Guan looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. "Maybe. Boys should protect themselves when they are outside. It's hard for me too. I have a temperament that is hard to hide."

Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen were speechless. They felt that Hong Guan was showing off and had evidence. They couldn't defeat him, so they could only endure it. It was a bit frustrating!

After living in Tianjin for half a month, the martial arts affairs had been settled, and Hong Guan heard an interesting piece of news that Gong Yutian from the Fengtian Palace family was coming to Tianjin, and then going to Foshan, Guangdong, to hold another retirement ceremony.

That night, Chen Shi brought Zhao Guohui to dinner and talked about this matter. "Master Chen, you are learning Wing Chun, who is your master?"

"I learned from Chen Huashun."

"Oh? Then do you have a junior fellow student named Ip Man?"

Chen Shi looked up in surprise, "You actually know Ip Man?"

Hong Guan laughed, "Pedrillard, how could I not know! He also practices Wing Chun. If you two fight, who is stronger?"

Chen Shi thought for a moment and said, "Let him win!"

Hearing this, Hong Guan chuckled and inexplicably thought of Shuang Gu Long, "Why, his Wing Chun is more powerful?"

"I can't beat him in a sparring match, but in a life-and-death fight, I can injure him to death!"

Hong Guandian nodded. Chen Shi had been at sea for a long time and had been to many places. Those places were not very friendly to Chinese people, and the sea was not peaceful either. Chen Shi had a lot of blood on his hands.

A martial arts competition is different from a life-and-death fight. In a real life-and-death fight, one move is enough. In a one-on-one situation, if the skills are similar, most people will choose to exchange injury for death!

"Gong Yutian of the Gong family is also considered a great man in the north. He came from Fengtian. Do you want to meet him?"

Chen Shi curled his lips and said, "I would like to meet him. I heard that the people from the martial arts industry wanted to invite Gong Yutian to Guyue Tower, but they looked down on me as an outsider and did not give me an invitation."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Ma San, dressed in a mandarin jacket, walked in with an arrogant look on his face. He looked at the furnishings in the yard with a look of disdain.

"Is this Master Hong Guanhong's house?"

Hong Guan raised his eyes and said, "Ma San?"

"Oh? You are Master Hong. Have you heard of my name?"

"Haha, of course I've heard of it. The Gong family has two true disciples. You, Ma San, inherited Xingyiquan, and Gong Er inherited Baguazhang!"

"I heard that Master Hong changed the rules of Tianjin Wuxia?"

Hong Guan smiled casually, "Why? Do you have any objections?"

Ma San said with a haughty expression, "Without Huo Yuanjia, the Tianjin martial arts industry is indeed useless. But Master Hong was able to defeat the Tianjin martial arts industry, so he must be really capable. I want to work with Master Hong!"

"No matter life or death?"

Ma San's expression changed, but for the sake of face, he still agreed, "Okay!"

Hong Guan stood up and saluted, with his right hand on top and his left hand on the bottom, which seemed to be a decision of both superiority and life and death.

Ma San also returned the greeting, then assumed the dragon form of Xingyiquan, pushed off the ground with his feet, and rushed up quickly!

Hong Guan kicked out with a whip-like kick, making a "snap" sound and the sound of wind it created, letting people know that this time, he was very powerful!

Ma San's pupils shrank as he was charging. He did not expect Hong Guan's strength to be so strong. He lowered his body and tried to dodge, but Hong Guan changed direction and kicked down. Ma San could only parry.

With a "bang", Ma San knelt on one knee, his arm aching. If he lifted up his sleeve to check, he would find that his arm was already bruised and his arm bone might have been broken!

Before Ma San could think more, Hong Guan kicked again with his foot that had landed on the ground. Ma San then crossed his arm and used the force to fly into the air and then fell backwards.

After landing, he took five or six steps back before he stopped. Before he could stand firmly, Hong Guan punched him in the heart. If he was hit, he would have to lie down for a while even if he didn't die!

"I lost!"

Hearing this, Hong Guan also stopped, and his fist stopped less than three centimeters away from Ma San's chest, making him break out in a cold sweat, because a small dent appeared on his clothes at the chest.

Hong Guan retracted his fist and laughed, "Thank you for letting me win!"

Ma San raised his arm in return. "Master Hong is indeed a man who can defeat the martial arts community. Ma San has learned a lot. Tomorrow at noon, my master will host a banquet at Guyue Tower. Please, Master Hong, please come and have a look!"

"Okay, okay. This is Master Chen Shichen, who learned from Chen Huashun. He is quite good at martial arts and is at least among the top three in Tianjin. But because he is from Guangdong and just opened a martial arts school in Tianjin, he was ostracized. I wonder if he can come with me?"

"Of course, Guyue Tower has been booked for tomorrow, so it doesn't matter how many people you bring!"

If it had been before, Ma San might have wanted to fight with Chen Shi, but now, he couldn’t even lift his arms, so he didn’t even bother to mention it!

"Okay, then we'll be there on time tomorrow!"

After Ma San left, Chen Shi bowed to Hong Guan and said, "Thank you, Master Hong!"

Hong Guan laughed and said, "We are all friends, no need to be so polite!"

Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen were curious about Gong Yutian's affairs. When Chen Shi told them some of the things he knew, they were immediately fascinated.

Hong Guan didn't care. "Whether it's northern boxing that spreads to the south or southern boxing that spreads to the north, what's the point? You say you're a martial arts master, but what have you done for the country?

He just knows how to stir up trouble in this martial arts world. Compared to him, I still admire his senior brother, Ding Lianshan, the traitor of the Gong family, more. This guy is a man of blood and has really killed many Japanese devils!

It's a pity that the Gong family couldn't protect him and could only let him leave the Northeast. People who practice martial arts only know how to be brave and fierce, but don't know how to defend their country. What's the difference between them and those singing girls who still sing "Hou Ting Hua" across the river? "

Shuangxi nodded, his head raised high. He had fought against the Japanese with Hongguan before.

Chen Shi also nodded, "So my kung fu training was not in vain. When I was outside, I killed foreign devils and Japanese devils!"

Hong Guan laughed and said, "Master Chen, you did a great job. Let's have a drink!"

The four men clinked glasses and Zhao Guohui kept eating. An hour later, Zhao Guohui, who seemed to be four months pregnant, supported Chen Shi, who was a little drunk, and left Hongguan's courtyard!

On the other side, Ma San returned to the hotel, his face covered in sweat, his arms were sore and swollen.

I knocked on the door and came to Gong Yutian's room, my face turned pale. "Master, I'm back!"

Gong Yutian put down his teacup and looked up. "He fought with someone? Was it that Hong Guan?"

"Yes!"

"Where's the injury?"

"Forearm."

"Sit down and let me see!"

Ma San took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. Gong Yutian took a look at him and pressed his forearm with a serious expression.

"The bone is already broken. How many moves did he use?"

"Two legs, I'll block with my forearms!"

Gong Yutian took a deep breath and said, "Hiss, I didn't expect that Hong Guan's kung fu is so strong. It seems that we still underestimated him! Will he come tomorrow?"

"Come, there is another person named Chen Shi, he should be his friend, who practices Wing Chun."

When it comes to Wing Chun, Gong Yutian doesn't care. It's just a small style of boxing and not worth taking seriously.

Even though Gong Er and Ip Man fought back and forth in the movie, in fact, Gong Er's skills were not that good at that time. She was a woman who was studying abroad and preparing to get married, and she was only in her early twenties at most. How strong could she be?

After Gong Yutian died, Gong Er fought with Ma San in order to avenge him, but Ma San's hair was a little gray by then, and it was obviously not a short process.

Gong Er probably went back to practice hard for a while after the duel with Ip Man, but Ma San was probably over 40 years old at that time, and his energy and blood were beginning to decline.

Gong Er was still defeated step by step. If Ma San had not been careless and fallen for the flower hidden under the leaves, the old ape's seal, and the train coming, Gong Er would not have won.

Not only that, Gong Er was beaten so badly that she vomited blood and developed a chronic illness!